The Goldens

Feel the love.
Me and Blitz.
Blitz loves a shaded fuelbreak. So many sticks, so little time.
Blitz goes back to what she does best.
Blitz and Nellie taking a break for a swim at Lake Prairie
Hunter and the big pine.
Teka and her person, Doug.
August 6, 2006 — April 25, 2014
The big stick contest. Blitz and Nellie
Nellie loves her sticks.
A soft seat after a busy day feels so good. Blitz
“A Forester and his Dog”‘ pen and ink.
In the twilight.
Hawk
February 19, 2006
With Burney Mountain in the background, Nellie strikes a lovely pose. She is one of my favorite models. Nellie is very co-operative and will work for dog biscuits.
Tasha and Bliss stop for a drink.
Teka and Blitz train for the hunt tests.
Nellie.
Blitz and Teka on the beach near Brookings.
The golden streak! Teka.
Teka can’t wait for her turn. She stakes out my truck.
And hunting buddies
She took to the water right away.
Hunter in 2002
Blitz likes a good ride along, but don’t take her seat!
Tasha and Bliss at Sly Park Reservoir.
Nellie and Blitz
Blitz
Tim, Teka and Blitz.
Phanny on the run! As usual.
Blitz gets a “little” love. 🙂
Teka and Blitz were busy plotting against His Excellency!
Hunter motto was “It’s good to be Hunter!”
The forester’s dog and the loggers dog.
Blitz on a water retrieve.
Tasha enjoys a romp in the Nevada desert. lots of room to run.
Blitz
She was still that little puppy at heart.
Looking down the hill at our pond with Sailer, Tasha and Bliss.
Blitz joyfully returns with a bird.
Blitz says, her critical period is pheasant season.
Me: “Well, what do you think?” Bliss: “Sniff, sniff.”
Mixing the canine color palette. Teka and Blitz with their lab friends.
“Is that a grouse I see?”
Sailor and Kinta find this whole adventure thing quite exhausting.
Phanny, Bliss, and Tasha decided Mary makes for good playground equipment.
A happy girl. Blaze and Hunter.
Blitz would prefer to ride up front.
Once she was back home again she made the best of it.
Bliss loves to play and Tasha isn’t immune.
Phanny swimming!
Bliss one year old.
Blitz spots for me. She has seen this all before.
Blitz loved the woods.
We didn’t know it yet, but Bliss was one sick puppy. She had chewed a toxic mushroom in the morning. In the afternoon we knew something was wrong and headed for the vet.
This was the site of the Little Giant Mill log deck.
The Doctor Bob released her to come back to camp for our last night.
I had a companion on this day. Tessa, our friends dog got to be a forester’s dog for a day.
Ponderosa burn fire salvage. Santee.
“Can I get out of the truck please.”
“Squirrel, gotta go!”
That’s not a flower either, but it is wild.
You had to know this would happen.
Blitz says, “Can’t trust em’, they remind me of cats!”
From left to right, Tasha, Phanny, Bliss and Sailor.
Blitz is happiest while doing her work.
Nellie and Blitz
Redtail’s Nitro Nellie just being “Boopie”
My sons and Nellie.
Mary and Tom dog visiting Nellie at the Vet’s office. She was one sick pup, but it sure perked her up seeing us.
Bliss says to beware of predators hiding along the riverbank!
Blitz decided she would just wait in the truck during. She figured the bear would be full after a yummy forester meal.
Blitz
Bliss, feeling much better after a swim.
Refreshing. Nellie.
Well this isn’t going well.
Just hanging out.
Hawk during his last pheasant season.
Blitz, the red dog!
At a stop near Rye Patch Reservoir to stretch their legs, Sailor wanted to explore every smell.
Nellie
“Don’t you make that face at me Blitz…you are a bad dog!”
Blitz with her bag.
Time for the boys to watch from afar.
This looks like trouble, Bliss and Phanny!
Blitz at four months.
Phanny decide the desert was good place to run and frolic!
Bliss
There’s gold under that rainbow.
Big pine in the Coast Range.
Nellie and Blitz.
Meet Skidder, and no he’s not my dog. He belongs to the logging crew I was visiting. Yes, I gave him back.
Bliss, Sailor and Tasha the three amigos.
Mary and Blitz take a stroll on the beach.
Bliss and Tasha in the Sierra.
“Hey lazy dog, you’re sleeping on my sketchbook!”
Blitz the happy dog.
It just doesn’t seem right to not end this post with a picture of Blitz. She’s still here in spirit.
Blitz grazes during a break.
Kinta is the truck dog today, since Blitz had a doctors appointment.
Catching a nap.
Phanny joined us for some pre-season scouting.
Teka Playing in the snow
Teka was born to hunt birds.
Blitz and Teka came too. There were lots of dogs in attendance.
On the road home and Blitz is dreaming of ducks.
Blitz chills after an exhausting day of events. “Don’t get up Blitz, but I need to get into the refrigerator!”
Phanny and Bliss playing in the Yellowstone River.
October 23, 2013
Doug and Teka.
It must have hurt to be that cute. Makes me kind of misty.
After a security sweep by Blitz it was determined that this log deck was clear of ferocious jack rabbits.
Blitz and Teka romp in the snow.
Blitz finds a fish for me. “Hey Blitz that one is dead.”
The consumate stick dog.
Bliss is helping with the log quality control. She offer to take care of the tiny log and left me the big ones.
Blitz and Teka out in the woods.
Bliss: “Rarr Rarr Ruff!!!” Me: “Everyone’s a critic. Maybe next time I’ll let the sleeping dog lie.”
Pine seedlings in a burn restoration. That’s me with Blaze and Hunter in 2006.
Nellie
Water Break, Nellie and Blitz.
Teka with the wind in her face.
May 5, 2001
It’s a race.
Thanks Kinta! I’m glad you needed to go potty this morning.
Divya’s portrait of Blaze and Hunter.
Don’t be deceived by this angelic face. This puppy is wild little rascal.
Sailor thinks Phanny should shake somewhere else.
Nellie In Watercolor
When we got home she had to go back into the hospital.
The pack!
It seems Blitz is not impressed. 😦
My oldest son, Chris with his girl Nellie. This was her last pheasant season.
Squirrels tremble in her presence!
Flying high.
Looking good.
Nellie in her youth at Iron Canyon Reservoir.
Blitz’s last hunt with us.
She loves playing with her buddy Sailor.
Bliss, Tasha and Sailor in Montana.
Bliss
Blitz know that she better be rolling in the snow while she still can.
Whoop whoop
This is where we escape. Mary give Blitz a snuggle.
Yes I know it’s about hauling logs Blitz, but now you’re just showing off.
Blitz steal a stick from her mom.
Blaze impatiently waits for her driver.
Blitz sits on the same stump in 2014.
Hawk and Blitz were best buddies.
Bliss at Dog Creek.
“Kinta you are not the photo editor!”
Blitz giving her best regal pose.
The morning ritual, ” Hey I need some attention here!” Nellie.
Hunter and Blaze in a sea of Ponderosa pine tree. Blitz got the day off so instead a photo of Hunter, Blitz’s dad, and Aunty Blaze.
Bliss at the Gallatin River, Montana. The Gallatin River is a tributary of the Missouri River.
Blitz loves the snow.
Sunset from our campsite in Idaho on the second night.
The girls are loaded up and ready to roll.
Being a forester’s dog is exhausting.
On the Trinity River.
The race is on! Teka.
On the Upper Sacramento River.
Teka stares forlornly at a beautiful pair of Canada geese.
Blitz has a lively pheasant.
Sailor and Kinta are ready for an adventure.

32 thoughts on “The Goldens”

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  3. Oh my gosh!! Every one of these was wonderful! That first picture of Nellie is still a favorite that I’ve seen here. There are five dogs in one picture. Did you really have five dogs at one time? We had four, but only have one left. I pine for more dogs. Blaze and Hunter up close are adorable, I love Blaze on the truck cab, and your artwork is so good. Really enjoyable, Tim.

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  5. I just come from Yvonne who posted a poem for you. Pictures of your dogs are wonderful. I lost two of my dogs recently, Lady was 7 and Fanny who died in January 14. I still have a little fellow of 12 years’ old. I am glad I found your blog

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  7. Your dogs are lovely. They have lovely color!!! In Sweden our Goldens are usually much lighter. It is a nice combination: dogs an watercolors 🙂 Like that!

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    • Thanks you so much. We definitely favor the red golden retrievers. Our dogs are hunting dogs and run in events. Most goldens that come from hunting lines here favor the darker colors, but there are many that are lighter too. We have raised them for many years and enjoy thier company enormously. I can see by your blog that you too enjoy your dogs very very much. 🙂

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  9. Lovely rich red coloured goldies, in UK they are more cream coloured, though we do get some real ‘goldies’ more the working strain as yours appear to be. lovely pictures with each one telling a story.

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  12. Hey Tim,
    LOVE the beautiful pictures 🙂 We would love to know if you and Mary are still breeding… Our 10 year old Red Tail golden, Kona is precious to us and looking to add another someday to our family. Thank you for your time.

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  14. We bought a lighter Golden puppy a few years ago when our daughter first came to live with us out of foster care, but my husband and son are the ones who became obsessed with her. She is such an amazing dog. Yours are gorgeous.

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